I am not entirely sure why I choose to avoid a personal manifesto of my feelings or attitudes in such matters. This may be merely personal to myself, but I am always baffled when people ask me how I am feeling. As a form of greeting, it makes me wince with its callous and careless unconcern masquerading as good-will. Sometimes I stop these people and ask them point-blank: "Do you really want to know? Because it may take quite a while to tell you!" Perhaps some of this centers into my feelings about personal expression concerning the odious and sickening manifestations of human greed and aggression. I would wish to avoid any appearance of moral superiority in
confronting human depravity. It is so easy to borrow virtue by juxtaposing oneself with viciousness. On the other hand if one has a name or a position which could be used to mitigate evils, it would be unpardonable to refrain. I may say that I consider the Delos meetings as of a very dubious quality and performance. The participants of all such gatherings seek reassurance for their convictions rather than new awareness of their inadequacy. My own concern is with the exploration of ignorance rather than the shoring-up of existing knowledge. In the above observations I have really been exploring my own ignorance of myself I hope you will point out for me a useful course of action or intervention in this matter if I have overlooked it.
Letter to Margaret Mead, January 25, (1973), in Letters of Marshall McLuhan, (1987), p 463-464
Year: 1973
Chapter:
McLuhan on McLuhan
Compiled by William Kuhns
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